I became Voldemort

Chapter 120: Rookwood

The Death Curse was like green lightning, piercing through the psychedelic shadow in an instant and going straight to Cyrus's chest!

Green light suddenly occupied Cyrus's entire pupils! His heart was startled, and he stopped moving as if he couldn't distinguish between illusion and reality, until the magic spell hit his chest.

He flew out like a huge old doll and rolled silently to the ground.

About seven or eight black-robed wizards walked out slowly. They probably didn't expect it to go so smoothly, and they all looked very surprised.

"I thought this Auror would be a big trouble, but I didn't expect it to be solved so easily."

"Hmph, even Albus Dumbledore will die if he is hit by the Death Curse. What does an Auror mean?" One of the wizards sneered, "These idiots from the Ministry of Magic think we don't know they are here on surveillance?"

"What a shame. If we hadn't just needed only one sacrifice, you would have lived a little longer."

"What to do with the body?"

"Of course, leave it here, and let the Ministry of Magic take care of it." Another dark wizard smiled cruelly.

Anyway, they didn't reveal anything. This is equivalent to giving the Ministry of Magic a hard slap, and the people in the Ministry still think that the goblins are causing trouble!

"Let's go."

The wizards apparated at the same time, making a series of noises in the air as if a bunch of firecrackers were suddenly lit!

The forest suddenly became silent, leaving only the silent cry of life that seemed to be still making, and - a loud eagle's cry!

The big golden bird circled and landed on the ground, transforming into Cyrus. And the skin of Cyrus, who was lying on the ground with no breath of life, suddenly tore open, then turned brown and merged with the moist soil.

From beginning to end, those wizards killed only the clay doll created by Cyrus. He had long discovered that someone was following him, and the moment he entered the jungle, he took advantage of the blind spot in the opponent's field of vision to transform into an eagle, and at the same time transformed into another version of himself.

He didn't take the seven or eight dark wizards seriously, but it had been too long since Tonks disappeared. Cyrus couldn't accurately determine where their apparation destination was. If there was a slight error, maybe he would be too late to save Tonks.

That's why Cyrus acted like this.

Now, he knows where the so-called ruins are located——

The magic trace of the Apparition in the air has not dissipated yet. He only needs to follow the traces to find the location. He closed his eyes and felt his navel being forcefully pulled out by a hook. His whole body felt dizzy as if he had been stuffed into a drum washing machine.

The next moment, the moist air hit Cyrus' face.

"Wow——"

The sound of the waves rising and falling is endless and echoes constantly.

"Is this the beach?"

Cyrus shook his dizzy brain slightly and found that he was in a damp cave at the moment. The cave was very shallow, only about two or three meters deep.

He slowly walked out of the cave and was greeted by strong light and the howling salty sea breeze. After walking through the cave entrance, Cyrus knew exactly where he had arrived.

In the distance, the ruins of a tower leaning on the wave-eroded cliff suddenly appeared in front of him. The surging seawater washed away the steep cliffs, leaving many sea caves. The cave behind him is a sea cave, and there is a winding corridor along the cliff.

Like the tower, this winding long road is also covered with traces of time. The messy withered grass grows wildly and is damaged everywhere, as if a tragic battle had occurred here.

"This is... the ruins that lead to Gringotts in "Legacy"?" Cyrus recognized where this place was at a glance, which made him excited. Maybe he can really get clues related to ancient magic from these dark wizards and goblins.

There was almost no shelter in the long corridor leading to the tower, and he saw that the dark wizards who attacked him had walked out far away.

Cyrus didn't want to alert the snake, so he turned into a golden eagle and flew with his silent wings, directly crossed the coast, and landed on a broken stone pillar in the ruins of the tower.

He looked down and saw an unconscious man tied up and thrown to the ground.

Who's that man?

Cyrus was stunned for a moment and then realized that this was the appearance conjured by Tonks.

"Ah! She's still alive," it looks like Cyrus won't need to use the time turner for her.

'The vigilance is quite strong, and she knew to change into another person before tracking them. '

Seeing that Tonks was fine for the time being, Cyrus was not in a hurry to show up. While observing the surroundings for any traces of ancient magic, he eavesdropped on the conversations between the dark wizards and goblins.

Almost nothing remains of the tower, and there are still some murals on the remaining stone walls, carving the miracles left by ancient wizards here. The only intact building is the wizard statue on the platform on the east side, but in fact, there is no special mystery in that statue.

"According to Ranrok's records, the door to ancient magic is hidden in these ruins. I believe that as long as we complete the ritual, we can open the door." The goblin squeezed the broken wand tightly - There is a hair of a magical animal hanging out from the damaged interior, which looks more like a broken branch.

"Ahh~ Ancient magic!"

The man standing in the center of the tower looked like the leader of this group of dark wizards. He was also wearing a black wizard robe, but with a metal mask on his face. When he heard the words "ancient magic", he was so excited. It was like hearing some beautiful melody.

He took a deep breath, and the expression under the mask seemed to be intoxicated, but soon, his expression changed back as he asked sternly: "But, Doclo, how do I know if the people of your race are not deceiving us?"

"Cheating? Only wizards will deceive each other!" Doclo said sarcastically. At the same time, he also realized something and shouted, "Radwan Rookwood, you want to break the agreement?"

Rookwood?

Cyrus, who was staying on the ruined wall, turned his head and confirmed that the last name he heard was "Rookwood". He once again looked at the man with the mask on his face.

Previously, in order to inquire about the key to Vault 12 or other information about ancient magic, he specifically sought out Augustus Rookwood, who was imprisoned in Azkaban. Unexpectedly, Rookwood knew nothing about ancient magic.

But now it seems that the guy who suddenly appeared in front of Cyrus knew the secret.

His eyes stayed on the part of the other person's mask that was not completely covered. His lips and jawline seemed to overlap with that of the miserable Death Eater in Azkaban.

Apparently, they do have a blood relationship.

The man in front of him is probably from another branch of the Rookwood family, the one that did not follow Voldemort's footsteps to destruction.

"Don't worry, you don't need to fear as we are not so despicable." Radwan Rookwood said, "You goblins want the wand, and I want ancient magic. Our purposes are not conflicting, and can even be said to be in complete harmony, right?"

He took a step forward, walked to the center of the tower, and opened his arms vigorously.

In the sea under the setting sun, a certain power seemed to be sinking, and it seemed that something was about to rise, like the rising silver moon.

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